Ken's Game

Sierra entered the lecture hall. It was one of the largest ones on campus with around 400 seats. The entrance was on the bottom level where the professor stood and several sets of stairs gave access to the rows and rows of seats rising up.

She normally took a seat near the back, on one of the higher rows. She took a quick look down at her skirt and shook her head. Yeah, not today. She could just imagine the views she'd give off trying to walk up the stairs in this skirt. She shuffled over and took a seat in the first row. A quick glance to either side let her know she wasn't alone in that decision. Before the rule change the first row had been filled with the keenest students, but now the opposite was true. Probably for the same reason as Sierra the first row was nearly exclusively women and she was probably the best dressed among them. More than one of them were completely topless and one was totally nude.

Sierra knew her friends were just teasing her, but on the off-chance they didn't let her erase that rule she paid more attention in that class than she'd ever done before. By the end of it she had a complete understand of organic chemistry...yeah right. By the end of it she realized how hopelessly lost she really was. This class was really dragging down her average...maybe she should just drop it?

As the class ended one of the topless girls approached her, "Hi, Sierra right? Are you coming to SKIRT club? I know you've said no before, but I think you could use it."

Sierra raised her eyebrow, "Skirt club?"

"You know, Scholars Keeping Intellect Razor-sharp Together!" She said with a mock cheer. Then she rolled her eyes, "Ok it's a lame name but this uniform rule is harder on us girls than it is on the boys. They don't care if they have to walk around topless, meanwhile I can't go five minutes without catching someone staring at my tits. It's humiliating. I NEED to get my grades up. That's why we formed Skirt club, so we can all help each other."

Sierra bit her lip, then nodded. She didn't have any class and couldn't use the rulebook right away anyway, "Sure, I'm in." She got up and follow her.

Mira was on top of the world. She relished the looks of envy and awe from her fellow students. The respectful gaze of her professor. She was on top, and everyone knew it. More than one student approached her asking for tutoring help, it felt so great to turn them down. Not because she was trying to be a jerk, but those were people who wouldn't give her the time of day before she'd written her rule. They didn't deserve her help.

Now all she needed was to prevent Sierra from erasing it. Ken was on her side, of course. Mira hadn't known it would make students topless but since it had Ken wouldn't go against her. She just needed to pick a challenge that Sierra had no hope it. Math? Chess? Trivia? Sierra was the better athlete, but as long as they kept it related to brain games Mira and Ken had the upper hand. She was so distracted thinking about the rulebook she didn't pay any attention in class. She felt a little guilty for ignore her professor, but it was fine. She was way ahead in that class anyway.

Ken couldn't focus. It was all he could do to stare straight ahead. This rule was killing him. It wasn't that he wanted to get rid of it, he just needed a rule that made staring ok. How the hell was he supposed to sit at a table with 4 topless hotties and not look? It was impossible!

"Ken? KEN!" Melissa banged on the table, knocking him back to reality, "I asked if you could handle the music."

Ken looked around. He was on the planning committee for the fall semi-formal. Melissa's tits screamed for attention but somehow he managed to look her in the eyes. Melissa and her friends were also on the committee. From their uniform status it was obvious that they weren't the brightest bunch academically, but he had to admit they knew how to plan a party. Ken nodded, "Yeah, I got it covered."

Ken wasn't keen to be part of the committee in the first place, but he'd been asked by one of his professors to join. She was the committee sponsor and felt the team needed a male perspective. Why she thought Ken should be that male he had no idea, but he'd agreed after she promised him some extra credit.

"Good, now moving on..." Melissa went back to details that Ken didn't care about. Ken went back to daydreaming about tits and rules.

Ken knocked on the door. Sierra answered it immediately, "There you are. Get inside!"

She urged him in and he saw Mira sitting by her desk, the rulebook unopened in front of her. "Hi Mira."

"Hi Ken, how was class?" Mira asked.

"Distracting. So many titties." Ken grinned.

Sierra crossed her arms over her chest, hiding her nipples which were otherwise visible through the nearly sheer fabric, "Perv."

"Guilty. So we can open it now?" Ken asked.

Mira flipped the book open, "Seems like it."

"Erase it!" Sierra lunged for the book, but Mira snatched it away.

"No way. Let's play a game for it. I was thinking chess."

"Hard pass." Ken said, eliciting a frown from Mira, "You'll stomp us."

"F-fine. Trivial Pursuit?" Mira asked.

"A coin flip? Or rolling dice?" Sierra suggested.

Ken grinned, "Actually I had a brilliant idea. Have you two ever heard of Shiritori?"

Both of them stared at him blankly.

"Ok well it's a Japanese word play game...but we'll play in English, obviously. Basically we go around a circle saying words, but you have to start your word with the last syllable. So like if I said earning you need to start a word with ing, like ingot, then the next word would start with ot, like otter. We won't do rhyming, just matching syllables phonetically. But I propose a twist. When you lose, that is your word doesn't match, you get a rule imposed on you by the rulebook. Something related to the word."

Mira nodded immediately, but then froze. The more she thought about it the harder it sounded. It would turn into a game of luck rather than skill, if they others figured it out too. She shook her head, "It's too hard. What about single syllable words? Orange, Pearl, Mouth. Unless we do oranges pearls and mouths? But then the third person is screwed."

"Oh...ya...it's easier in Japanese I guess." Ken admitted.

"Just do letters then. Last letter to first letter. We can make it harder by picking a theme or category." Sierra suggested.

Ken nodded, "Ya. That could work."

Mira nodded, as long as the category wasn't something totally obscure she could work with that.

Sierra was more skeptically, "Ok but what kind of rules do we get as punihsments..."

Ken shrugged, "Let the rulebook decide. We can write something like...receive a mild rule related to the word they failed to match...of even a harsh rule that only last a day or something."

Surprisingly Sierra nodded, "Sure. Whatever. I'm going to crush you guys anyway. I know you both think I'm dumb but I've been doing the NYT crosswords lately. I can usually even get Friday's, so don't underestimate me!"

They spent a while revising the rules of their game, long enough that 5pm came and went and Sierra rushed to the bathroom with a change of clothes. While she was gone Mira turned to Ken, holding the rulebook in her hands, "Ken I think we should-"

Ken held up a hand, "No way. We said we'd all be fair, didn't we? I'm not cheating or anything."

"But Kenji-"

"Nope. Don't you dare write in that book without her."

Mira sighed, but nodded, "Ya ya. You're right. I just really like these uniforms."

"You don't need a rule to wear that outfit you know. Or you could just change it to exempt Sierra or something and she'd be fine with it."

Sierra burst back into the room, dressed in her usual attire, "Hello underwear!"

"Welcome back, are you ready?" Ken asked. They started writing down their rules.

Global:

New Rule: Only the owners Sierra MacLeod, Mira Chowdhury and Kenji Whitmore may add or remove rules to this rulebook. Non-owners may not touch the rulebook and will pay no attention to it.

New Rule: The rulebook can be summoned by any of the owners at anytime by snapping their fingers 3 times. Non-owners won't find this strange.

New Rule: No owner may add or remove a rule from the rulebook without the explicit approval of the other two owners, unless granted this right through a valid game win as enforced by this rulebook.

New Rule: The owners of the rulebook—Mira, Sierra, and Ken—may mutually activate a game called Ken's Shiritori by each saying "Shiritori" aloud while in the same room, within 20 seconds of the first invocation.

Ken's Shiritori

New rule: The rulebook picks one player to start at random. That player will know it is their turn and be compelled to begin by saying the title of a Category randomly chosen by the rulebook.

New rule: Players take turns saying a real English word that begins with the final letter of the previous word. The first player to start each round may use any English word within the defined Category. Words may not be repeated and may not contain parts of previous words. For example if park has been said parking is invalid. Turns must be taken within 5 seconds.

New rule: If a player fails to produce a valid word, they are immediately eliminated from the round. The rulebook will then generate a harsh temporary (up to 1 day) or mild permanent rule targeting the loser, based thematically on the word they failed to chain. They will immediately know their rule and say it aloud. The next player (if applicable) will began the round with a fresh word.

New rule: When two players have been eliminated from a round the winner earns the right to add or remove one rule from the rulebook and is considered to have permission of the other two when doing so.

Finally they were ready to begin. Ken grinned, "Shiritori."

"Shiritori." The other two echoed.

"Taboo Words!" Sierra suddenly shouted, the words somehow bypassing her brain and coming out without any prior thought. She blinked, "Oh my turn. Shit!" She'd only meant to swear, but it seems that swear words countered so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tits." Ken said with a grin.

"Slut." Mira said calmly.

"Turd?" Sierra said cautiously.

"Douche."

"Ejaculate."

Sierra gulped. She was nervous, she really didn't want a rule related to ejaculate..."Erection."

"Nipple!" Ken smiled.

"Erotic."

"Clit." Sierra said, feeling like she'd gotten the hang of this.

"T...T..." Mira froze. When it came to swearing her vocabulary wasn't as refined as her friends. She couldn't think of anything except tits and titties. "Titties." She said meekly, assuming it wouldn't count.

A buzzer sounded in her brain. A rule appeared and she was **** to say it aloud, "New Rule: Mira Chowdhury will experience a phantom vibrator on her clit at a random time once per day until she orgasms."

"Oh...my...God..." Sierra said, shocked.

"That's not mild!" Mira complained.

Ken snorted, "Oh that's awesome!"

"NOOO!" Mira wasn't a total prude or anything, but the idea of cumming in public? No way!

"You'll just have to win the next game." Ken said with a wink, "Sierra start us off again."

"There were so many t words. Like Twat!" Sierra said.

"Teabag." Ken said.

"Grope."

"Enema."

"Anal." Sierra said with a frown . This was getting too dirty for her.

"Lust."

Sierra hesitated. Another T? Fuck.

"What? I thought there were lots of T words." Mira taunted.

"Tramp!" Sierra came through just in time.

"Prick." k

"Kink." s

"Keister" Ken said with a grin.

"Keister? What are you 90?" Mira asked.

"****." Sierra said. Mira's eyebrows shot up. That's a very dangerous word in this game.

"Enslave." Ken said.

"Erection." Sierra said. Immediately she knew she'd made a mistake, "What? That was last-" She started to complain but the rules took over, "New Rule: Sierra MacLeod has a collar welded around her neck that cannot be removed."

"What?" Sierra said, then suddenly she felt something hard and cold against her next.

"No no, get it off." Sierra felt around but it appeared to be seemless. The only way to remove it would be the rulebook. She looked at it, "We have to erase it."

Ken smirked, "Really? Would you erase it if I got it? It hasn't even been a day. Let's just enjoy it."

"Enjoy it!?" Sierra said.

"Ya. You're not going to...you know...in public!"

Ken grinned, "First..." He grabbed the notebook, "My victory rule. And no, I'm not erasing yours." He flipped to the Universities page.

Northern Union University:

Old Rule: It is considered polite to stare at women's breasts, especially if they are bare or displaying cleavage

He flipped it around to show his friends. Unlike Mira he had no intention of hiding it.

Sierra rolled her eyes, "Of course. You perv."

"What? I didn't make it world wide. Just on campus."

"How does that work? Like you ogle someone as they walk off campus and it's fine, then it isn't?" Mira asked.

Ken shrugged, "Dunno. But I've been staring at your boobs this whole time and you haven't told me off."

"Well no...that's polite...oh God." Mira said, realizing that she'd been letting people stare at her boobs from the moment she set foot on campus.

Ken winked, "Should we keep playing?"

Currently Active Rules:

Global:

New rule: Sierra MacLeod, Mira Chowdhury and Kenji Whitmore are the owners of this rulebook. They will always remember the world as it was before any rules were written.

New Rule: Only the owners Sierra MacLeod, Mira Chowdhury and Kenji Whitmore may add or remove rules to this rulebook. Non-owners may not touch the rulebook and will pay no attention to it.

New Rule: The rulebook can be summoned by any of the owners at anytime by snapping their fingers 3 times. Non-owners won't find this strange.

New Rule: No owner may add or remove a rule from the rulebook without the explicit approval of the other two owners, unless granted this right through a valid game win as enforced by this rulebook.

New Rule: The owners of the rulebook—Mira, Sierra, and Ken—may mutually activate a game called Ken's Shiritori by each saying "Shiritori" aloud while in the same room, within 20 seconds of the first invocation.

Ken's Shiritori

See above for rules

Northern Union University

Old Rule: All students are assigned a uniform. On school days from 7am to 5pm they are unable to wear anything else except their uniform. The uniform assigned to them will reflect their academic performance. The top 10% of students in each year will be given professional and dignified clothing that resembles uniforms seen at elite private academies. For students with lower grades their assigned uniform will get progressively more revealing, lower quality and more humiliating the further they are from the top of the standings. Student Rankings will be published on the 1st of each month and uniform adjustments are made at that time.

Old Rule: It is considered polite to stare at women's breasts, especially if they are bare or displaying cleavage

Mira Chowdhury

New Rule: Mira Chowdhury will experience a phantom vibrator on her clit at a random time once per day until she orgasms

Sierra Macleod

New Rule: Sierra MacLeod has a collar welded around her neck that cannot be removed